I have a cat. His name is Duncan. He's a breed called a Ragdoll. They're
known for being nice, mellow cats, who love to be held. Duncan is really none
of those things. He's pretty smart, in an evil genius sorta way. Well,
evil genius cat sorta way. He's damn handsome, too. He takes after me.
He also looks really cute when he's sleeping. He is a little odd, though.
He recently got a new bed for my birthday.
Jess and Duncan decided to have a little photo shoot, which ended, as all things
do with a crabby Duncan, in violence.
A contented Duncan is a thing of beauty.
Duncan highly recommends lazing on the new chair
